[[Continuing really old story.]]
As the cheery-ish sun rose to greet the world again, the cars zoomed দ্বারা in a hurry, ignoring the streets-people that need thier help. The box I was sleeping in had gotten soggy from fall's late thunderstorm with rain. And my grey পশম had gotten soaked, and dripped the dirty rain water. My pale পরাকাষ্ঠা eyes looked up at the city sky, glistening with sadness. But some hope that someone would help me. Anyone in fact. As long as I got out of this terrible life I am living.
I hated the rich, they always think "We got it harder than those hobos." No, just take a look out, we're all the same cruel-ness on the inside. Leaving innocent children in the streets, sick, hungry and without family.
My pale পরাকাষ্ঠা and black ears wrapped around me, giving myself a hug, of reassurance. Mom used to hug me the same way. I wish I could see her again. Her tender প্রণয় and gentle care still lingers, but only faintly.
"Mom, if your out there অথবা watching over me, thank you." I spoke, letting my soft voice carry in the gentle winds of the big city.
As the cheery-ish sun rose to greet the world again, the cars zoomed দ্বারা in a hurry, ignoring the streets-people that need thier help. The box I was sleeping in had gotten soggy from fall's late thunderstorm with rain. And my grey পশম had gotten soaked, and dripped the dirty rain water. My pale পরাকাষ্ঠা eyes looked up at the city sky, glistening with sadness. But some hope that someone would help me. Anyone in fact. As long as I got out of this terrible life I am living.
I hated the rich, they always think "We got it harder than those hobos." No, just take a look out, we're all the same cruel-ness on the inside. Leaving innocent children in the streets, sick, hungry and without family.
My pale পরাকাষ্ঠা and black ears wrapped around me, giving myself a hug, of reassurance. Mom used to hug me the same way. I wish I could see her again. Her tender প্রণয় and gentle care still lingers, but only faintly.
"Mom, if your out there অথবা watching over me, thank you." I spoke, letting my soft voice carry in the gentle winds of the big city.
Sijira and Kat
*in a British accent* T'was the middle of July, and all throughout the house, I could not find the TV remote. So, unfortunately, I was stuck watching the My Little টাট্টু Mega Mare-a-Thon. Then, soon I ended up having an MLP related iPhone lock screen wallpaper. আপনি cannot even tell that's what it is, as it's a backwards সঙ্গীত note and blue and purple splotches of paint.
*normal voice* Then I told my friend and he and I were now both bronies. Then I told him I'd only watched 15 episodes, and thus I was dubbed a bro-meh. THE END.
*normal voice* Then I told my friend and he and I were now both bronies. Then I told him I'd only watched 15 episodes, and thus I was dubbed a bro-meh. THE END.
